We're down one car (more on that later) and with appointments all over town this morning I biked to one, Lisa headed to Brookfield for another, and I sent the two youngest to swim class on their bikes. I came home to find PD and LK salty as heck. Apparently our calendar was wrong and there was no class and they were locked out of the house. They called grandma to come unlock the door but I got home in time. Hardly a tragedy. But what was is that a baby bird fell to its death in our yard. I buried him with honors.
By the way, if you are 300 pounds and have a bad hip, I strongly suggest you do not bike 2 miles uphill to an appointment unless you have ample time to do so. I made it in time, but I will pay for it shortly
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